Wang Min was ill. The medicine prescribed by the clinic did not help, and his face turned blue. He was eventually sent to the hospital.
The doctor frowned when he looked at the examination list and said, "How many laxatives have you taken? Even if you lose weight, you can't do this. It's useless to rely on diarrhea. Fortunately, it was sent early. If you get dehydrated from diarrhea, it will be life-threatening."
Wang Min subconsciously retorted, "I didn't eat——"
Then his body stiffened.
His eyes were straight.
There was a deep sense of disbelief.
Song Shi stood next to her, pretending he didn't see her.
The doctor took one look at her, wrote a medicine order, and asked them to go down and pay for the medicine.
Wang Min didn't speak again until she returned home. Her expression was tired, and Song Shi only answered in monosyllables when he spoke to her.
Normally she would visit Song Kang every once in a while, asking for help and being worried and scared. Today she came back, took medicine and went to sleep.
In the afternoon, I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.
Pork ribs, fish and shrimps, and a bag of fresh seasonal fruits. Among them was a golden pillow bigger than his head. Through the thick shell, Song Shi could smell a faint aroma.
this.
He looked at Wang Min in surprise, "Why did you buy this? Isn't it very expensive recently?"
The price, anyway, hurts.
Wang Min moved her eyes away uncomfortably, not looking at him, and said, "So what if it's expensive? My family can't afford it, and we don't eat it every day. I just want to see how fresh it is. Can't I buy one to try?"
"Okay, of course." Song Shi nodded.
Yuanzha loves to eat durian.
Song An also likes it.
But Song Kang couldn't eat this stuff, nor could he stand its smell.
Plus it’s expensive, so Wang Min basically won’t buy it.
The sun is really shining in the west today.
Song Shi put the durians in the kitchen. While handling the fish and shrimp, Wang Min asked him, "When will Song An finish the exam?"
Song Shi checked the time, took the key and went out, "I'll pick him up."
An hour later, Wang Min received a call: "We won't come back for dinner, we will eat outside, and we won't come back to sleep tonight."
"What's going on? My meal is almost ready!" Wang Min was anxious.
Why did she prepare so much and buy such expensive durians? Wasn't she feeling guilty and unable to apologize, so she could only use actions to compensate her younger son?
result
Is Song An unwilling to forgive her?
I felt so wronged that I wanted to cry.
"You guys can eat it by yourself. No more talking. We're at the hotel." After Song Shi finished speaking, he hung up.
He is quite impatient with his scumbag wife.
Besides, Yuan Zha also has the same attitude towards his wife. He plays his character without any sense of disobedience.
Wang Min angrily threw her cell phone on the cooking table and dumped all the pepper, green pepper, ginger and garlic on the chopping board into the trash can. She was not happy that her good intentions were so ignored.
Song Kang came out to use the bathroom and went to the kitchen to look for Wang Min. He quickly exited when he reached the door, covering his nose and said, "Mom, what are you doing?"
Everyone in the family can eat spicy food.
He can't bear the spiciness at all.
I also really hate the taste of onions, ginger, and garlic.
Therefore, Wang Min pays great attention to cooking, for fear of violating his taboo.
Not only that, "Why does it still stink?"
Wang Min's hand holding the kitchen knife suddenly tightened. She lowered her eyes and tried to smile, "The kitchen smells bad. You can go to the living room and watch TV. Mom will call you when the meal is ready."
Song Kang didn't doubt that he was there, so he responded and left.
Soon, the sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen.
That night.
Wang Min was lying on the bed tossing and turning.
In the evening, the mother-in-law and Song Kang both asked about the other two people. She was not feeling well and had no energy, so she answered them casually.
The mother-in-law didn't say anything.
Song Kang looked disappointed and hurt, as if he had been abandoned.
Normally, she would have been comforted by her heartache, scolding the terrible duo who made her precious son sad, but...
I really can’t curse.
She is willing to give, which is different from Song Kang taking the initiative to calculate.
It was like a thunderbolt that suddenly woke her up.
It turns out that she always needed to protect her son who was at a disadvantage, but she just put away her sharp fangs. When interests were involved, she would open her mouth and stretch out her claws to plunder.
Go and hurt your fellow brothers.
Wang Min felt a little nauseous.
She had a poor appetite, so she put down her chopsticks and went back to her room after taking two bites.
Can't even sleep.
I can't help but review it and get to the bottom of it.
Tomorrow is the last day of exams.
Lao Song was probably worried about an accident.
After all, she was feeling so uncomfortable. If it were Song An, there would be no way she could go to the examination room.
Song Kang alas.
Song Kang couldn't sleep either.
He also prepared backup plans, but Song An was not at home, so it would be useless to prepare more.
Song An passed the two days of the exam without any danger.
That night, I had the last dinner together with all my classmates in my high school career.
Song did not pick him up until early in the morning.
After that, it was the dull summer vacation time waiting for the results.
Song Kang fell ill twice more, and the results of the examination showed that his physical condition had worsened, but Song Shi did not mention the surgery again, and strangely, neither did Wang Min.
Doctors are even less likely.
This is not body donation. If he says or does anything wrong about this kind of thing, he may get burned.
He is just a doctor.
Song Kang was very anxious.
Song An was also detained under Song Shi's nose and was not allowed to go anywhere. It was too boring, so he asked him to go to the store to help. It took a lot of effort and patience to tally and move the goods, but there was a lot of boring energy available for free. Should I leave the big boy who has nowhere to spend flowers and leave it to grow grass?
It has to be said that people still need to exercise.
Song An doesn't like to talk at first, but when customers come to buy things and ask you, you have to talk. The cashier also needs to talk, and moving goods requires communication.
When Song Shi saw that he was doing well, he left everything to him.
Song An: "."
To be honest, he didn't really want to do it, but it was very hard for his father to support a family.
He is a kind boy.
Besides, it's better here than at home.
There is no need to face Song Kang's resentful face at home, and there is no need to listen to his mother's deep sighs. Grandma will come over with a thermos bucket at meal time.
In the past eighteen years, Song An only felt that this time in the store was peaceful and beautiful. Although her body was tired, her heart was not.
Soon, it was time to check the results.
Unsurprisingly, Song Kang was admitted to the hospital again that day. Wang Minyi took care of her carelessly. He was so busy that he couldn't remember his youngest son's grades.
She also asked Song Shi to go too.
Song Shi sat in the shop motionless: "His problem doesn't last for a day or two. Does it mean that the whole family has to surround him every time? You're fine. Do I still want to make money? I don't work, and he does medicine. Where does the fee come from?”
Waving his hand, "You go first. Just call if you need anything. It's not far."
Wang Min hung up the phone angrily.
Checking scores is very crowded.
It took me more than half an hour to log on to the computer and make phone calls before I found the score.
655.
very nice.
Song An's eyes were blank, "No, you can't make a mistake, right?"
He quickly checked it again.
There are still so many.
Song Shi asked him to call the teacher if he was unsure.
Song An usually didn't communicate much with his class teacher, but for the future, he gritted his teeth and called the teacher. After a few minutes, he put down the phone.
"How about it?"
"Yes, the teacher said my score was correct." He was still a little confused.
Song Shi smiled and ruffled his hair, "My son is really awesome." He said, pulling out an application guide from under the counter, "Let's see what school and major to apply for tonight. You can ask me again then. teacher."
".kindness."
